Troubled Walls - Poem by Heather Burns
Weathered walls began to yell
plaster from the ceiling fell
Crumbled walls began to cry
long after the paint was dry
These walls trembled and shook
no more water in the brook
Needing paint and repair
a comb ran through their hair
When your walls begin to shout
you'll know what I'm writing about.
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